OK so clearly I fell off it. And I suck

I don’t know why this has to be so hard. When I am ‘on it’ and taking care of myself, I feel FANTASTIC! I feel thinner almost immediately (less bloated I would imagine). I never feel deprived because I always work snacks and treats into my daily calories, and I just plain feel good.

The “something” happens. This past week it was the fact that I had to start getting up an hour earlier to rush and get Jessi to Field Hockey practice. I think have to rush home from work and take her back to practice (they have double sessions), then I have to pick her up again an hour-and-a-half later. So what do I feel the need to do in my short hour of waiting to go back and get her?? Well eat a whole bag of Pirate’s Booty of course. Why do I do that??? I think I resent running around like a chicken with my head cut off… plus I am TIRED from getting used to getting up earlier… but why does that have to equal “eat a whole bag of something”??????? Because it always does, and it always has. And the kicker is that I KNOW EXACTLY what I am doing and why, and still choose to do it anyway. WHY!???

Me

I am a 40 something (yikers!) year old divorced, and then re-married, mom of two, Sean and Jessi. A lot of my blog is focused on my struggle with my weight. Another lot of my blog is focused on my journey to better myself in other aspects of my life. I spent the first half of my life angry and bitter, with big splashes of fun to hold it together. In this half, I've kept the fun and put in the work on myself to kiss the angry, bitter bitch goodbye!
I have been blogging since 2006ish on my on Porchrockers blogger blog. I love blogging and I loved that blog, but my life has changed so much that it just didn't fit me anymore so I created a shiny new blog to match my shiny new life!